Looking at the white sheets fluttering in the wind, I reached out and drew one back to me. After a glance, I frowned. It was covered in accusations against the Purple Emperor Sect of the Southern Daoist Alliance, along with plenty about things I had done. It also broadly accused the Southern Daoist Alliance of colluding with me to bully the Tang family. I did not need to think to know these had come from Tang Ke.
If anyone took its contents seriously, even "crimes too numerous to record" would not begin to describe them. It painted the entire Southern Daoist Alliance as utterly corrupt. A few sects from the other regional Daoist Alliances were named as well, probably for the injustices Tang Ke had encountered during her perilous journey.
I sighed. Pitiful people always had something hateful about them. There was no telling how many people had died because of her. She still bore responsibility for the dozens of lives lost when that bus plunged off the cliff. How could I turn a blind eye?
I hurried toward the Daoist Alliance. Heavy snow had mostly covered the traces of battle; without looking closely, no one would have known what had happened there. I summoned the Heavenly Coffin Swiftwalker and traveled at a tremendous pace. Although I discovered quite a few people hiding along the way, none made me stop. As long as they were not chasing me, there was no reason to invite trouble.
When I reached the abandoned town, quite a few disciples were already patrolling its perimeter, their expressions tense. Something's happened, I thought, and walked straight over. Seeing the two bags on my back and my filthy appearance, several disciples decided I did not look like someone from the Daoist Alliance and came over to question